Reviving The Old Ringtones

Real shit baby girl I really like you Fuck your other nigga baby you know I'm beside you Nigga always hating couldn't be me if he tried to Real young nigga baby you know ima slide through Tell me that you love me baby you don't really mean it Pussy so wet got a nigga always dreaming Now a nigga leanin Now a nigga feenin Beat it up twice really got this bitch leakin I been trappin and rappin and makin money now Bitches on my dick talkin bout how they love me now Smoking all this weed got to nigga hella lazy If you want my time baby then you got to pay me All this time been flying I hope you know me You really my girl but you just gotta show me When you onna road bae tell me would you hold me I hurt you before bae you know that's the old me All this time been flying I hope you know me You really my girl but you just gotta show me When you onna road bae tell me would you hold me I hurt you before bae you know that's the old me

Believer" First things first I'mma say all the words inside my head I'm fired up and tired of the way that things have been, oh ooh The way that things have been, oh ooh Second things second Don't you tell me what you think that I could be I'm the one at the sail, I'm the master of my sea, oh ooh The master of my sea, oh ooh I was broken from a young age Taking my sulking to the masses Writing my poems for the few That look at me, took to me, shook to me, feeling me Singing from heartache from the pain Taking my message from the veins Speaking my lesson from the brain Seeing the beauty through the... Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer Pain! You break me down, you build me up, believer, believer Pain! Oh let the bullets fly, oh let them rain My life, my love, my drive, it came from... Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer Third things third Send a prayer to the ones up above All the hate that you've heard has Turned your spirit to a dove, oh ooh Your spirit up above, oh ooh I was choking in the crowd Building my rain up in the cloud Falling like ashes to the ground Hoping my feelings, they would drown But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing Inhibited, limited Till it broke open and rained down And rained down, like... Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer Pain! You break me down, you build me up, believer, believer Pain! Oh let the bullets fly, oh let them rain My life, my love, my drive, it came from... Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer Last things last By the grace of the fire and the flames You're the face of the future, the blood in my veins, oh ooh The blood in my veins, oh ooh But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing Inhibited, limited Till it broke open and rained down And rained down, like... Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer Pain! You break me down, you build me up, believer, believer Pain! Oh let the bullets fly, oh let them rain My life, my love, my drive, it came from... Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer

Do you have reservations You know I do too I just can't be sure anymore of counting on you Do you have reservations Well you're not alone I can tell that you do It's sad but it's true Something is wrong And I don't know what I'm gonna do When you finally come home Do you have reservations Have they been there a while Do they swim in your head When you're lying in bed And you quietly smile Do you have reservations When you hand me the keys Do you wish they would go And leave us alone To do as we please Do they take on a life of their own Like some kind of disease Do you have reservations Concerning our love Do they whisper beware When I touch your hair and kiss you goodnight Do you have reservations Do they eat at your heart Do they poison your wine Do they cloud up your mind Do they tear you apart well I don't know what I'm gonna do The next time that they start Well I don't know what I'm gonna do The next time that they start No I don't know what I'm gonna do the next time that they start

Weight of the world on these small shoulders Beyond my years is where I like to stand My crazy chapter was already over Before it began I listen to vinyl for the scratches I find myself in other people's shoes I fix my mama's problems like a habit And Daddy's too Oh to be a wild child for a day All the promises I've ever kept I'd line 'em up to break Oh to be a dancer on the edge I'd rip the filter from my mouth And all my cigarettes But I know I won't I guess I was born an old soul Old soul, ooh I'll be the first to toast and throw confetti And break the champagne bottle with a sword And when the party's over, I'll be ready To sweep the floor I don't fall in love every other minute I don't mind it taking its sweet time I just know I'll know it when I see a Soul like mine Oh to be a wild child for a day All the promises I've ever kept I'd line 'em up to break Oh to be a dancer on the edge I'd rip the filter from my mouth And all my cigarettes But I know I won't I guess I was born an old soul Old soul, ooh Old soul It's fine to dream But I don't need Oh to be a wild child for a day The promises I've ever kept I'd line 'em up to break Oh to be a dancer on the edge I'd rip the filter from my mouth And all my cigarettes But I know I won't But thank God I was born an old soul Old soul Old soul Old soul, ooh Hey, old soul Old soul Hey Hey, hey, yeah Ah, old soul, old soul, hey Mmm Ooh Hey

They gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia Sayin', "Steve, you're way behind time It's 8: 38, and it's the old '97, gotta put her into Danville on time" Well, it's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg down to Danville On a line with a three-mile grade It was down that line where he lost his air-brakes You can see what a jump he made Steve Brady he said to his black, greasy fireman "Shovel on a little more coal I'm waitin' to pass them wide-open mountains Gonna see the old '97 roll" Well, it's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg down to Danville On a line with a three-mile grade It was down that line where he lost his air-brakes You can see what a jump he made He's comin' down that line makin' 90 miles an hour The whistle broke into a scream They found him in the wreck with his hand upon the throttle He'd been scalded to death by steam Well, it's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg down to Danville On a line with a three-mile grade It was down that line where he lost his air-brakes You can see what a jump he made Well, come on now, all you ladies From this time on, now learn Don't you ever say harsh words to your true-lovin' husband He'll leave you and never return Well, it's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg down to Danville On a line with a three-mile grade It was down that line where he lost his air-brakes You can see what a jump he made Well, he's comin' down that line makin' 90 miles an hour And the whistle broke into a scream They found him in the wreck with his hand upon the throttle He'd been scalded to death by steam Well, it's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg down to Danville On a line with a three-mile grade It was down that line where he lost his air-brakes You can see what a jump he made Well, it's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg down to Danville On a line with a three-mile grade It was down that line where he lost his air-brakes You can see what a jump he made Well, it's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg down to Danville On a line with a three-mile grade It was down that line where he lost his air-brakes You can see what a jump he made

I finally broke into the prison I found my place in the chain Even damnation is poisoned with rainbow All the brave young men They're waiting now to see a signal Which some killer will be lighting for pay Into this furnace I ask you now to venture You, whom I cannot betray I fought in the old revolution On the side of the ghost and the king Of course I was very young And I thought that we were winning I can't pretend, I still feel very much like singing As they carry the bodies away Into this furnace I ask you now to venture You, whom I cannot betray Lately you've started to stutter As though you had nothing to say To all of my architects Let me be traitor Now let me say, I myself gave the order To sleep and to search and to destroy Into this furnace I ask you now to venture You, whom I cannot betray Yes, you, who are broken by power You, who are absent all day You, who are kings For the sake of your children's story The hand of your beggar is burdened down with money The hand of your lover is clay Into this furnace I ask you now to venture You, whom I cannot betray

The thundering sea is calling me home, home to you The pounding sea is calling me, home, home to you On a dark new year's night On the west coast of Clare I heard your voice singing Your eyes danced the song Your hands played the tune 'Twas a vision before me We left the music behind and the dance carried on As we stole away to the seashore We smelt the brine, felt the wind in our hair And with sadness you paused Suddenly I knew that you'd have to go Your world was not mine, your eyes told me so Yet, it was there I felt the crossroads of time And I wondered why As we cast our gaze on the tumbling sea A vision came o'er me Of thundering hooves and beating wings In clouds above Turning to go as you call out my name Like a bird in a cage spreading its wings to fly "The old ways are lost," you sang as you flew And I wondered why The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you

Dance in the old fashioned way Won't you stay in my arms? Just melt against my skin And let me feel your heart Don't let the music win By dancing far apart Come close where you belong Let's hear our secret song Dance in the old fashioned way Won't you stay in my arms? And we'll discover heights We never knew before If we just close our eyes And dance around the floor That gay old fashioned way That makes me love you more Come closer, forget about the others It's nice to be like this Cheek to cheek in the old fashioned way It's funny but I have the feeling that We're dancing as our parents used to do Well, maybe they weren't wrong The world changes, love stays Dance in the old fashioned way Won't you stay in my arms? And we'll discover heights We never knew before If we just close our eyes And dance around the floor That gay old fashioned way That makes me love you more

I had a dream Strange it may seem It was my perfect day Open my eyes I realize This is my perfect day Hope you'll never grow old Hope you'll never grow old Hope you'll never grow old Hope you'll never grow old Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo Birds in the sky They look so high This is my perfect day I feel the breeze I feel at ease It is my perfect day Hope you'll never grow old Hope you'll never grow old Hope you'll never grow old Hope you'll never grow old Forever young I hope you'll stay Forever young Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo, doo, doo, doo

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross The emblem of suffering and shame; And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost sinners was slain So I'll cherish the old rugged cross Till my trophies at last I lay down; I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day for a crown O that old rugged cross, so despised by the world Has a wondrous attraction for me; For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above To bear it to dark Calvary So I'll cherish the old rugged cross Till my trophies at last I lay down; I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day for a crown In that old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine A wondrous beauty I see For 'twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died To pardon and sanctify me So I'll cherish the old rugged cross Till my trophies at last I lay down; I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day for a crown To the old rugged cross I will ever be true; Its shame and reproach gladly bear; Then He'll call me some day to my home far away Where His glory forever I'll share So I'll cherish the old rugged cross Till my trophies at last I lay down; I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day for a crown

Let go of the old ones We've got some new ones Hold on to the good stuff And let go and get real tough Down, down, down Moon gonna fall down Thump, thump, thump House gonna fall down Chop, chop, chop Tree gonna fall down Down, down, down Down to the bottom Trigger, when you pull it Go home with a bullet No birds in the birdcage Flew off in his old age Down, down, down Moon gonna fall down Thump, thump, thump House gonna fall down Chop, chop, chop Tree gonna fall down Back, back, back Back to the old days The old days So full in the morning Put on your dog skin Wrap up the money Save it for a sunny Day, day, day Moon gonna fall down Thump, thump, thump House gonna fall down Chop, chop, chop Tree gonna fall down Back, back, back Back to the old days

Changes come, I watch them grow In your eyes an ancient glow I caught a glimpse, a dangerous smile Oh, my God, she's a wild child now I've been dreaming, I've been pushing through I'm not the star of the story I've been hurt, and I've been missing you I'm that special kind of lonely These are the good old days, they're ahead and behind These are the good old days, have to keep that in mind These are the good old days, they're ahead and behind These are the good old days, the good old days These are the good old days, the good old days These are the good old days I came of age, tempting fate Growing up, had to wait In my dreams, I miss someone Love is blind, deaf, and dumb I've been dreaming, I've been pushing through I'm not the star of a story I've been hurt and I've been missing you I'm that special kind of lonely These are the good old days, they're ahead and behind These are the good old days, have to keep that in mind These are the good old days, they're re ahead and behind These are the good old days, the good old days These are the good old days, the good old days These are the good old, these are the good old Passing through, passing out Dancing in the kitchen while neighbors shout Feeling up, getting down Gat to show love while we still around So don't stop, just let it out Don't quit don't let me down Don't stop, just let it out Don't quit, don't let me down 'Cause I've been dreaming, I've been paying dues I'm not one for the glory And I've been falling, won't be landing soon It's not the end of the story These are the good old days, they're ahead and behind These are the good old days, have to keep that in mind These are the good old days, they're ahead behind These are the good old days, the good old days These are the good old days, the good old days These are the good old, these are the good old days These are the good old, these are the good old days These are the good old, these are the good old days

The tears have all been shed now We've said our last good-byes His soul's been blessed and he's laid to rest And it's now I feel alone He was more than just a father A teacher my best friend He can still be heard in the tunes we shared When we play them on our own I never will forget him for he made me what I am Though he may be gone memory lingers on And I miss him ... The old man As a boy he'd take me walkin' By mountian field and stream And he showed me things not known to kings And secret between him and me. Like the colors of the pheasant As he rises in the dawn And how to fish and make a wish Beside the holly tree I never will forget him for he made me what I am Though he may be gone memory lingers on And I miss him ... The Old Man (Instrumental break) I thought he'd live forever He seemed so big and strong But the minutes fly and the years roll by For a father and his son And suddenly when it happened There was so much left unsaid No second chance to tell him thanks For everything he's done I never will forget him for he made me what I am Though he may be gone memory lingers on And I miss him ... The Old Man

Old King Cole was a brutal soul, and a bloody red soul had he He called for his mead and his gun so cold, and he called for his little pigs three Now every piggy had a razor blade and sharpened it with glee Oh, far and near, they all learn fear from King Cole and his little pigs three Factories churn, bodies burn Stars are shining bright It's your turn, now you learn How King Cole feasts tonight Old King Cole was not missold, of years he had a hundred score The dark appliance of infernal science would give him millennia more And he would watch as the suns burned out, collapsing from their core Oh, never to forgive he would eternal live, his hands dyed red by gore Factories churn, bodies burn Stars are shining bright It's your turn, now you learn How King Cole feasts tonight Old King Cole had conquered and stole the wealth of a thousand suns Surrounded was he by bodyguards three, who murdered for their sovereign's fun Arrayed in armour black as ebony, it did no good to run Whatever the task, the grim pig mask would tell you that your life was done Factories churn, bodies burn Stars are shining bright It's your turn, now you learn How King Cole feasts tonight "In the centre of Zantine, capitol city of New Constantinople, there stood a vast palace Cavernous halls by their hundreds were cared for by staff too numerous to count, while below, tunnels and passageways unused for a dozen lifetimes sprawled under the city like a spider's web Reaching every nook and lurking place. Somewhere at the centre of this labyrinth There stood a small, unremarkable room, roughly hewn from thick black rock Where King Cole sat on his white throne His shrivelled frame seemed all the more withered on its ivory bulk Surrounded, as always, by the three little pigs: silent guardians who never spoke as the blood pooled on the floor before their ruler. The feast was soon to begin." Old King Cole had a tale he told to those brought before his throne Immense and white it gleamed in the night, the colour of sun-bleached bone He'd whisper softly in their ear, the words were never known None could tell what he said, save for the dead and the three little pigs alone Factories churn, bodies burn Stars are shining bright It's your turn, now you learn How King Cole feasts tonight

When I saw you with your new love today It hurts me in an more familiar way And i know there's nothing i can do And I'll always be here waiting just for you It's the same two arms still missing you And the same old heart still be untrue And the same two lips they still belong to you And the same old me me keeps loving you. (Instruments play) I've tried every thing to drive you from my heart But the memory of you makes me fill so blue And with every heart still I can fill the teardrop start So you always find me waiting here for you

Old friend It's been a long time Since I've seen you Ooh These days We know nothing Just a memory, youthful days Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh All I'm saying Your crime is over Your hair is shorter But you're still the same You know The seasons change (seasons will change) You know We'll always be the same (we'll always be) Well, it's nice to see you again My friend (my friend), my friend (my friend) Well, it's nice to see you again My friend (my friend), my friend (my friend) Oh, it's nice to see you again My friend, my friend Oh, it's nice to see you again My friend, my friend All again because of you Always be kind to you Old in the colour blue Always be friends with you Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh

Oh, I'd like to go back to that old country church to hear the songs of praise (songs of praise) How the people would sing, it would make the rafters ring at that old, at that old country church Shall we gather at the river, the beautiful, the beautiful river Gather with the saints at the river that flows from the throne of God Oh, I'll never forget at that old country church How the glory of the Lord came down And the children would smile as they shouted down the aisle Of that old, of that old country church In the sweet bye and bye we shall meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet bye and bye we shall meet on that beautiful shore Then on Sunday I'd see all my friends dear to me At that old (at that old) country church (country church) When we'd kneel down to pray'r Everybody would be there at that old (at that old) country church Leaning (leaning) leaning (I'm leaning) Safe and secure from all alarm Leaning (leaning, leaning) leaning (I'm leaning) Leaning on the everlasting arm Now the years have gone by and so many have died At that old country church (country church) But they're on the other shore where they'll sing forever more As they did at that old country church I'm redeemed (oh, I'm redeemed) by Love Divine (by Love Divine) Oh, glory, glory (Christ is mine) Christ is mine (Christ is mine) Oh, to Him (oh, to him) I now resign (I now resign) (I have been) I have been redeemed I'm redeemed (oh, I'm redeemed) by Love Divine (by Love Divine) Oh, glory, glory (Hallelujah) Christ is mine (He is mine) Oh, to Him (oh, to him) I now resign (I now resign) (I have been) I have been redeemed At that old country church I'm redeemed (oh, I'm redeemed) by Love Divine (by Love Divine) Oh, glory, glory (Christ is mine) Christ is mine (Christ is mine) Oh, to Him (oh, to him) I now resign (I now resign) (I have been) I have been redeemed I'm redeemed (oh, I'm redeemed) by Love Divine (by Love Divine) Oh, glory, glory (Christ is mine) Christ is mine (Christ is mine) Oh, to Him (oh, to him) I now resign (I now resign) (I have been) I have been redeemed! At that old country church

Last night when I felt so lonely and so blue I was playing that old time blues The blues of old Calahan Well he was born in Kentucky, far away He would be soon the famest man Kentucky ever knew (Everybody now) I took my guitar and my old country fiddle Played me a song of the old Calahan He once was a star in the days of the union We all know him as the old Calahan (Come on now) Well he was poor with no penny to his name There was sorrow and there was pain But no one was to blame He went to town, just a guitar in his hands He made fortune and he got fame At last he made the grade (Everybody now) I took my guitar and my old country fiddle Played me a song of the old Calahan He once was a star in the days of the union We all know him as the old Calahan (Play this song now) Last night when I felt so lonely and so blue I was playing that old time blues The blues of old Calahan So I can tell you wherever, my best friends When you're lonely, when you're blue Just play it like I do (And everybody once more) I took my guitar and my old country fiddle Played me a song of the old Calahan He once was a star in the days of the union We all know him as the old Calahan (Woohoo) (Yeahoo) We all know him as the old Calahan (Come on everybody, sing it once more, yeah come on) I took my guitar and my old country fiddle Played me a song of the old Calahan He once was a star in the days of the union We all know him as the old Calahan

I met my love by the gas works wall Dreamed a dream by the old canal Kissed my girl by the factory wall Dirty old town, dirty old town Clouds are drifting across the moon Cats are prowling on their beat Spring's a girl from the streets at night Dirty old town, dirty old town I heard a siren from the docks Saw a train set the night on fire Smelled the spring on the smoky wind Dirty old town, dirty old town I'm going to make a good sharp axe Shining steel tempered in the fire I'll chop you down like an old dead tree Dirty old town, dirty old town I met my love by the factory wall Dreamed a dream by the old canal Kissed my girl by the factory wall Dirty old town, dirty old town Dirty old town, dirty old town

Back to the hold Back to the old Back to the ghost in the steady Got these suns in my Chevy Feelin' heavy This led pipes, they don't tread lightly Sittin' silently Living with my son Let me knick capacity No more catastrophy Or catastrophic epiphany Epic stories of my history Disproportion it display to intoxicate my luminaries But with all of that Dysfunction got the best of me Disseminate the world's springs, with no apologies Ohhhhh I'm giving... no, I'm giving in All I got is what's right in front of me What's right in front of me Is the people that I see And the places that I've been I've been blessed but I've been taught stuff round as sea And the love that got buried deep down beneath Seen in a vision on a BQE With the test to see Restlessness, it got the best of me When the curtain dropped down When lights went on When the music stopped Ain't got no soul When the words ran out and my voice is sod Hey there, superstar, not feeling so high Trying to be a superman, with superfans Doing there handstand, while writing your name in the sand Heard you got a master plan, made of plaster from the master's hand After Matthew, when his cast of carriages past through your land After the blast, just past, to zaz to zaft After Matt, then he craft his arm I'm giving... no, I'm giving in All I got is what's right in front of me What's right in front of me Is the people that I see And the places that I've been I've been blessed but I've been taught stuff round as sea And the love that got buried deep down beneath Seen in a vision on a BQE With the test to see Restlessness, it got the best of me I'm giving... no, I'm giving in All I got is what's right in front of me What's right in front of me IIs the people that I see And the places that I've been I've been blessed but I've been taught stuff round as sea And the love that got buried deep down beneath Seen in a vision on a BQE With the test to see Restlessness, it got the best of me I'm giving... no, I'm giving in All I got is what's right in front of me What's right in front of me Is the people that I see And the places that I've been I've been blessed but I've been taught stuff round as sea And the love that got buried deep down beneath Seen in a vision on a BQE With the test to see Restlessness, it got the best of me

Sun coming down on my shoulder Moon going down in the sea I knew nothing could hold her It took everything from me We drove into the salt water A clear sweet shadow alarm/lit out Rolled in stolen na The highway was drowning her out And then she told me Don't be afraid of yourself But when she rolled my dice That double six was for someone else I asked if it was over I mask over my hate Sadder, well I could control her Down to her matter late And then she told me You've only got today But when I asked for another She looked at me and looked away And then she showed me the menace in her past And then she showed me another way And then she owed me everything But she couldn't stay Sun coming down on the shoulder Moon coming up from the sea Days pass from warmer to colder Return like a child unto me And then she told me Don't be afraid of yourself And then she told me You only got today And then she told me You'll never be alone But on that Old Coast Road When I woke up there was no one home

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross The emblem of suffering and shame And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost sinners was slain So I'll cherish the old rugged cross Till my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day for a crown O that old rugged cross, so despised by the world Has a wondrous attraction for me For the dear lamb of God left his glory above To bear it to dark calvary So I'll cherish the old rugged cross Till my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day for a crown So I'll cherish the old rugged cross Till my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day for a crown I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day for a crown

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross The emblem of suffering and shame And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost sinners was slain So Ill cherish the old rugged cross Till my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day for a crown O that old rugged cross, so despised by the world Has a wondrous attraction for me For the dear Lamb of God, left His glory above To bear it to dark Calvary So Ill cherish the old rugged cross Till my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day for a crown So Ill cherish the old rugged cross Till my trophies at last I lay down I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day for a crown

A man looks up on a yellow sky And the rain turns to rust in his eye Rumours of his health are lies Old england is dying His clothes are dirty shade of blue And his ancient shoes worn through He steals from me and he lies to you Old england is dying Still he sings an empires song And still he keeps his beliefs strong And he sticks his flag where it all belongs Old england is dying You're asking what makes me sigh now What it is makes me shudder so Well I just FREEZE in the wind And I'm numb from the pummeling of the snow That falls from high in yellow skies Where the well loved flag of england flies Where the homes are warm and the mothers sigh Where comedians laugh and babies cry Where criminals are televised politicians fraternized Journalists are dignified and everyone is civilised And children stare with heroin eyes, heroin eyes, heroin eyes Old England! Evening has fallen The swans are singing The last of Sundays bells is ringing The wind in the trees is sighing And old england is dying

Broke into the old apartment This is where we used to live Broken glass broke and hungry Broken hearts and broken bones This is where we used to live And why did you paint the walls? And why did you clean the floor? Why did you plaster over the hole I punched in the door? This is where we used to live Why did you keep the mousetrap? Why did you keep the dish rack? These things used to be mine I guess they still are, I want them back Broke into the old apartment Forty-two steps from the street Crooked landing, crooked landlord Narrow laneway filled with crooks This is where we used to live And why did they pave the lawn? And why did they change the locks? And why did I have to break in, I only came here to talk This is where we used to live And how is the neighbor downstairs? How is her temper this year? I turned up your TV and stomped on the floor just for fun I know we don't live here anymore We bought an old house on the Danforth She loves me and her body keeps me warm And I'm happy here And this is where we used to live Broke into the old apartment Tore the phone out of the wall Only memories, fading memories Blending into dull tableaux And I want them back I want them back And I want them back And I want them back

And I threw away The old address of the unknown I'll spend the next ten thousand light years at home I'll stay away from work again today And think of all the records that I want to play 'Not within our goal . . . Not within the solar system I was born And you were from The one that I am from From where we all have come 'And I will stay!' Not within our goal to find another place 'Empty space is no ideal to me' Beyond the facts there lies Lies beyond imagination Beyond the miracles Beyond the skies Finally I start to realize

Well the old world may be dead Our parents can't understand But I still love my parents And I still love the old world Oh, I had a New York girlfriend And she couldn't understand how I could Still love my parents and still love the old world So I told her: I want to keep my place in the old world Keep my place in the arcane 'Cause I still love my parents and I still love the old world Alright I say old world I say old world I say Well I see a '50's apartment house Bleak in the morning sun But I still love the '50's And I still love the old world I wanna keep my place in the old world Keep my place in the arcane 'Cause I still love my parents and I still love the old world Alright I see the '50's apartment house It's bleak in the 1970's sun But I still love the '50's And I still love the old world I wanna keep my place in this old world Keep my place in the arcane knowledge And I still love the '50's and I still love the old world Alright now we say bye bye old world Gotta help the new world Oh bye bye I say bye bye bye bye old world

I got my papers in order Gonna find me a new love Gonna find me a new love, now I got my papers in order Gonna find me a new love Gonna find me a new love, now I cried all I could afford But now my crying time's ending That's the message I'm sending out I got my papers in order Gonna find me a new love Gonna find me a new love, now Everybody's got their own excuses I know I've had mine too But I'm not gonna let a few bumps and bruises Keep me from breaking through I got my papers in order Gonna find me a new love Gonna find me a new love, now I got my papers in order Gonna find me a new love Gonna find me a new love, now I got no new to report But I can feel something's growing I can feel something's going down I got my papers in order Gonna find me a new love Gonna find me a new love, now Everybody's got their own excuses I know I've had mine too But I'm not gonna let a few bumps and bruises Keep me from breaking through I got my papers in order Gonna find me a new love Gonna find me a new love, now I got my papers in order Gonna find me a new love Gonna find me a new love, now I got my papers in order Gonna find me a new love Gonna find me a new love now I cried all I could afford But now my crying time's ending That's the message I'm sending out I got my papers in order Gonna find me a new love Gonna find me a new love now I'm gonna find me a new love now I'm gonna find me a new love Find something true, love Find me a new love I got my papers in order Gonna find me a new love Gonna find me a new love, now

Downloadable content's A load of nonsense I won't give them one cent It wouldn't be conscientious Encouraging dodgy ventures Like when you've been robbed Do you get your property straight back from the fences? I want to know what the defence is Hence this musical census Pay attention to community consensus To prevent this backlash of hashtags And truly contentious lambasts, eg: I hope you're shoving your Prothean Up your fallopean No wonder the planet's becoming dystopian Draconian Napoleons Invoking pandemonium And I might be blowing my own euphonium By quoting this But I know I'm not the only one that's pissed My data's trapped inside the disc Sat in lines of script And I have to pay to take it out What kind of shit is this? It's the DLC PLC Where we make money selling people things that were free Welcome to the DLC PLC Where we charge you for things you bought previously No need to be dishonest The incompleted product's A piece of bollocks So please give me the pieces of it And leave my wallet, I need the dollars But don't be extremely bothered I'll probably buy the sequel of it Cos that's the key The reason it keeps on happening, it's obvious If you pay them quids they take the piss And get away with it Until they're pinching all your paper Like a paperclip And what would our forefathers Have thought of horse armour? It's all rather an awful palava Perhaps I should make a call and talk to Obama You're causing drama And according to the laws of karma Stir the water Sure enough Of course you'll taunt the poor piranhas So try to pull my jaws apart I'm sure you can't I'm sinking my teeth into the greed Inherently buried in DLC things Hidden fees and prices surprising me like bee stings Is it any wonder we punters are seething At the DLC PLC Where we make money selling people things that were free Welcome to DLC PLC Where we charge you for things you bought previously I'm sorry but verse three is only available in the premium version of this song If you would like to aquire this version Please bend over with your Visa American express or Mastercard Lodged tightly between your buttocks Thank you for your continuing loyalty from everybody at the DLC PLC Where we make money selling people things that were free Welcome to DLC PLC Where we charge you for things you bought previously See the DLC PLC See the DLC It's the PLC Downloadable content What is it? What use does it have? What function does it serve? I mean obviously I know the answer But it's sort of a rethorical question I suppose So when you think about it Whether it is good for the gaming community Whether it is good for the industry What your thoughts about it are I'm very keen to know

It's all about the feeling that comes to an end Everything comes to an end It's all about the feeling that comes to an end Everything comes to an end My country's surrounded by The Black Sea and pine woods The mountains and few hundred thousands troops Waiting for a command The empires are dying with blood on their trembling hands It's all about the feeling that comes to an end Everything comes to an end I'm not gonna miss the good old world It leaks and stinks Pipelines filled with blood Deliver it to your kitchen sinks Will you pour me a glass? Oh boy, you don't have to be brave But you have to be fast My country's surrounded by The Black Sea and pine woods The mountains and few hundred thousands troops Waiting for a command While the leaders are shaking their hands Drowning in their deepest concerns Murky just like their brains While millions fleeing their homes And their lives are being possessed By the ugliness of war And the hypocrisy of modern days And I wish I knew how to stand it And I wish we could get along All my life I'm watching the world end But somehow it finds a way to carry on

She thinks that love is overrated She says she's heard it all before Keep sayin' chivalry is faded Girl, I can't wait to prove you wrong I'll give you the world if you want We can take top down by the coastline kissing every red light Let love you old school I know you will dig it Let me take you down town Date night, I'll make it Make it all about you Everything that I do is to love you old school Let me love you old school You tell me we are complicated So, I bring flowers to your door Keep sayin' we will never make it Girl, I can't wait to prove you wrong I'll give you the world if you want We've been countin' the stars in the bright night kissing in the moon light Let me love you old school I know you will dig it Let me take you down town Date night, I'll make it Make it all about you Everything that I do is love you old school Let me love you old school I'll give you the world if you want I wanna hear you say ooh when the beat drops Banging on the boombox Let me love you old school I know you will dig it Let me take you down town Date night, I'll make it Make it all about you Everything that I do is to love you old school Let me love you old school

I've seen world change from what I Know It's hockey tonckle twincles after midnight Used to raise your glass of whiskey from the piano From the beauty of the things like oldschool rock n roll This piano is older than my grandpa's soul It plays much better than I thought before It's lacor is fading ans it's getting kind of old And it stills sounds sweet to me Ohhhhhh oh ohhhhhhh x4 This emotions better carrey me True world of uncertainty Of broken stillness from a song Last time I was blinded but this tome m'y mind is realising When hammers hit the string This piano is older than my grandpa's soul It plays much better than I thought before It's lacor is fading ans it's getting kind of old And it stills sounds sweet to me Ohhhhh oh ohhhhhhh x4 This piano is older than my grandpa's soul It plays much better than I thought before It's lacor is fading ans it's getting kind of old And it stills sounds sweet to me This piano is older than my grandpa's soul It plays much better than I thought before It's lacor is fading ans it's getting kind of old And it stills sounds sweet to meThis piano is older than my grandpa's soul It plays much better than I thought before It's lacor is fading ans it's getting kind of old And it stills sounds sweet to me

I wanna lay by a lake in Norway I, I wanna walk through Swedish fields of green I want to see the forrests of Finland I, I want to sail on a boat on the Baltic sea I wanna feel a Russian winter I, I want to go to my Polish grandmother's home I wanna see Hungarian lanterns I want to walk on a road that leads to Rome I want to be free as the winds that blow past me Clear as the air that I breathe To be young as the morning and old as the sea I want to lose myself in the Scottish highlands The west coast of Ireland The Cornish breeze I want to rest my bones in the Spanish sunshine The Italian coastline is calling me To be free as the birds that fly past me Light as the fish in the sea To be as wise as the mountains and tall as the trees I want to be sunny and bright as the sunrise Happy and full as the moon I'm fleeting like fireworks, fading too soon

I would rather not go Back to the old house I would rather not go Back to the old house There's too many Bad memories Too many memories There When you cycled by Here began all my dreams The saddest thing I've ever seen And you never knew How much I really liked you Because I never even told you Oh and I meant to Are you still there Or have you moved away? Or have you moved away? I would love to go Back to the old house But I never will I never will I never will